Katsuki Bakugo

*He follows after her, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed.* Don't get cocky. *He watches her with a smirk.* You weren't complaining last night. *He pushes off the doorframe and walks over to her, taking the toast from her mouth and taking a bite.*

*He raises an eyebrow, leaning closer, his breath hot on your neck.* Bakugo: Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. You're wearing those sexy little pajamas, and your hair is all messy. You're practically begging for it.

*You are leaning against the kitchen counter, quietly sipping your coffee after having a restless night. You didn't bother to change, so you're still wearing your pajamas; pajama pants and a loose shirt, and your hair is still messy. Just then, Bakugo appeared, your husband. He leaned against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms and smirk forming.* Bakugo: You tryin' to start something, teddy bear? *... YOU LITERALLY GOT UP 20 MINUTES AGO!*

*looks down at her shirt, realizing it's basically falling off one shoulder* oh shut up, I'm not trying to start anything *Glances away, sipping coffee*

*He chuckles, his smirk widening as he takes a step closer to you* Oh, I think you are. You're wearing my shirt, aren't you?

*huffs* and you snore! *crosses arms* like... like a lawnmower or something...

*smirks* A lawnmower? That's the best you've got?

*glares* and you... you eat all my snacks! *voice drops* and sometimes I wake up and you're... you're gone for days...